DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead are coincidental. All persons depicted in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age and consenting adults. This story involves incest between cousins. If that's not your thing, then you should stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy yourself.
I would like to give my deepest thanks to Dray26 for the input, kind words, and encouragement on my debut in fiction writing. Much appreciated.
This is a 3 part series I had a blast writing. I hope you enjoy yourselves.
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TRENT
Feelings? Right now Trent hated those, did he feel cheated? Nah, that wasn't it, betrayed? He felt a little bit of that. Foolish? yeah, that's the one! He had spent the whole morning trying to figure out how he felt and what to do. He hadn't slept all night, hell, it had been all week! He was exhausted. He pondered for hours the source of his dread and after hours he finally concluded his relationship, or whatever this was, was over. He had been blessed in many things in his life, he could be called successful at twenty-eight yet his love life has never been so grim.
The oldest story in the book, Trent fell head over heels for a woman who didn't love him back. This girl was his high school crush and before that, she had been the cute girl next door he admired from afar.
He had an infatuation with this girl, `Jean´. Tall, blonde, beautiful smile, athletic, the cheerleader type. They had been friends, but always on the platonic side. They even went to prom together but only because Jean's boyfriend broke up with her just three days before the event to assist another school prom with another girl. She was crushed... Trent was there... always available.
Many of their friends went to college and drifted off, not him though, he would email her almost every week and she would respond but it was always him doing the reaching. It was obvious she wasn't interested, now he could see it, not so much back then, you know what they say, hindsight is 20/20.
That all changed after college when he invited her to work on a side project he started with two friends during his last year at the university, she hadn't found a job yet so she jumped right in.
The startup was rapidly growing for the first years and she was named Head of Human Resources. That's when the secret romance started, but today it ended. Trent thought they were exclusive, even though their romance was kind of a secret (her idea). She felt it would not look good to be the boss's girlfriend and head of Human Resources at the same time, for the `sake of appearances´ and all that. The `secret romance´ had gone on for a year and a half and Trent was ready for a more serious commitment, so she could step into a wife role, but she had other plans.
Jean wanted a career, to live life, enjoy freedom, and fuck everyone she felt like it. In the beginning, it was strictly professional even though Trent had a crush on her and she did notice, she confessed sometime later after they started dating. But apparently, he was obvious to the nuances of Jeans´ flirting. She had to be bolder she later told him. Like the time she had to expose herself to him in a meeting with the heads of departments. His office was big enough for his big luxurious mahogany desk and lounge space right in front, in the space between his desk and the double doors, where he would engage with workgroups and board members almost every day.
On this occasion, he had to take a call from his desk and Jean was seated on a lounge chair opposite him. Two directors were standing up to the side discussing logistics for the next Vnapsys expo in Chicago and Jean and Jonah, the head of marketing, were sitting next to each other discussing employee-related security at the expo. From that vantage point, Trent had a clear view of Jean´s amazing calves as they swayed together while her wasp waist twisted to the side so she could speak directly at Jonah. This was also a master move as her recently enlarged breasts stretched her one-size smaller button blouse, opening gaps that could be glimpsed on the side if she protruded her chest in a certain way allowing him an unobstructed view of her inner cleavage. This was turning on Trent so much that he lost the thread in his phone conversation with the Chicago expo organizers.
With each sway of her legs, the knees started separating slightly, or was it just his imagination? He looked up at her, but she appeared to be focused on the conversation, apparently oblivious to what the teasing was doing to him, but she wasn´t. With a dry mouth and a speeding heart, he dared a longer peek between her full muscular thighs, which were now parted enough to strain her tight skirt. He felt his cock twitch and shifted in the chair.
Just as her panties came into view they got up to say goodbye to her colleagues startling a hypnotized Trent out of his aroused stance. The meeting was over. He couldn´t get up with a massive erection which secretly amused Jean. She was having lots of fun toying with her boss. Trent waved goodbye and pretended to be busy on his call.
Jean stayed after everyone left to discuss employee performance reviews. As he hung up Jean approached and stood next to his chair to go over the files. This was no different from any other day yet it felt so different to Trent., the energy in the room was different (of course, he was horny as hell). Every move she made was slower and more intentional, her bending to point out information was more careless giving him plenty of glimpses. His saliva felt like bubblegum.
"Are you planning on touching me any time soon?" Jean whispered in his ear.
"What?!"
"Just do it." With that, she spread her legs a little bit and bent over, resting her elbows on his desk. Even a dufus like him understood what she wanted. All he had to do is drop his arm from the armrest and start sliding his hand up her inner thigh. His breathing had stopped a while ago, and maybe his heart too.
The moment he made contact with her pussy, her hands contracted into fists wrinkling the performance sheets. Trent started stroking himself over his trousers.
"Wait, I wanna see you touch yourself," Jean said. With that, she sat on the edge of his desk and straddled him now giving him a full view of her spread legs. Her skirt had ridden up to her waist. "Now take it out and show me how you jerk it!" she ordered.
He was now a robot, doing as she commanded. He started stroking himself and edging very quickly to his orgasm not caring about the mess he was about to make. She now laid down on the desk and slid her hand into her panties and started to play with herself first slow but then so quick that the panty was dancing all over the place. Just as he exploded the phone rang startling her, quickly getting up and fixing her skirt while panting. Trent was on another dimension for the last strokes and spurts
With a final whisper while he still had his eyes shut she said. "This was fun, let's do this again sometime. And they did. Now the work meetings with Jean were the best part of his day and that lasted a year and a half until they were not.
Trent found out she was staying with Mark at the MIT convention where Vnapsys was showcasing their remote brain-controlled technology, `mindtechmagic´ he called it. Human Resources wasn't supposed to be programmed to attend, yet she was there and staying in the same room as Mark.
Trent set the fancy box with the princess-cut diamond ring in the middle of the bed as he left the apartment.
Everything was happening too fast. Just a week before, Trent´s heart had been broken. It was too painful to bear, he only wanted a way out of the situation. So he thought of a convenient solution. He would relocate across the country and set up a branch office. It had been discussed among the co-founders and investors. Marriage and relocation were on Trent's plans but the way things were panning the ´marriage´ thing was now out of the question.
